FF: ~Crashed~ This is my First: Preview of Chp 26 Pg 76 - Page 52

So sorry Rosie...i thought i commented yesterday...i had all the comments up so i could respond and i thought i had urs up and responded but i guess i didn't. Ur comments are not invisible just a big lapse in my memory so sorry dear🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

It's okay love..plz don't mind..i was just pulling ur leg!!🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Love U loads & loads!

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aaahhh...loved ur comment!!🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

i just say my heart out so U deserve it sissy!!👏

U are 1 in a million!!🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

Arrrggghhh ur just freaking cute!!!! I just want to put u in a box and shipped so i can give u a tight hug!!!🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 (Hope that doesn't sound creepy or weird at all...😕😕😕😕😕)

I know u were kidding...lol

Ahhh!!!!!!!!! i loved ur comment as well.❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

haha..really..it's not weird at all!!😆😆

Love U!!

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Blushing so hard at the ShraNal "Let's take a freaking hot bath together" scene. My,my that was so HAWT!! Could actually imagine the whole thing playing in front of my eyes. I guess all this is pretty normal with couples, no big deal. But those who are still unmarried and probably never even dated(count me in..), it can give them goosebumps. Gosh, you rock girl with your amazing style of writing! It can make one laugh(Kunal's underwear scene+ shraddha n brothers little mention), cry(Jin's misery really tugs at your heart), blush(ShraNal bathroom scene), smile(Shraddha,mama,kittu,jaya scene) and a myriad of other expressions which are possible.

This truly was an amazing piece. Sorry for such a late comment. Had no time to read it until the nearest weekend coz of exams and stuff. Plus wanted to read it with full attention. As thats what all ur updates demand. Waiting desperately for the next update now!!

(Three Weeks later...)

"PUSH!"

"PUSH!"

"PUSH!"

All the nurses tried to say to Malika who was trying with all her might as she held onto Ishaan's hand who was on the left of her bedside.

Malika was fully drenched in her own sweat; her hair matted around her forehead and her cheeks.

Her usual lime green eyes that shone in mischief or humor now seemed too bright and flashed in a mirror image of pain, discomfort, and agony.

Her legs were propped up, spread wide, but a blue sheet draped over; exposing what was needed for the doctor to help safely pull out the baby.

While Ishaan was fully dressed in a blue gown, cap, and mask and the only thing that could be seen were his eyes and even then he seemed as if he was close to fainting.

Even though the sounds of people walking by, the beeping of machines, the soft hum of the air conditioner, and the wheels of chairs, stretchers, and other equipment could be heard it all was overlapped due to Malika's screaming.

She kept on thrashing in the beginning as she screeched the pain was unbearable. Her screams at the time was blood curling and at the time nurses had to hold her down or she would have fallen off the bed.

They finally gave her some anesthetics that would knock her out until she was fully rested and could begin the real work.

She kept on screaming and she tossed her head back in exhaustion, seeming as if she passed out.

Ishaan stumbled but peered at his wife in concern but a nurse tried to escort him out the room while he started yelling at her, words I couldn't make out.

He finally came out the room, with the nurse in tow.

"Sorry sir, but we will need you to stay out the room for a moment." She said.

"Why? My wife and child is in there!" Ishaan yelled.

"Sir, please, you need to stay out here for a moment. Please the doctor will be in here to talk to you, so please?" she said.

Ishaan was past trying being calm but Papa, Anand, and Ashish came up and took him away from the door and away from the nurse who nodded and headed back inside the room, but this time closing the curtains from the screen that we were looking into the delivery room.

I was with Kittu and Kunal on one side, with Kunal busily feeding Mithra who was clutching onto the bottle while staring at Kunal in wonder.

"I hope Malika is okay?" Kittu said.

I looked at her and there was worry on her face.

I wrapped my hands around hers and she stared at me.

"You know how painful it can be...she is just in pain but she is okay." I said giving her a small smile.

Kittu nodded and she released her hand from mine when Ishaan made another outburst in trying to go to the room again when he heard Malika cry out.

"I will be right back...I'm going to try to calm him down." She said.

I nodded.

She went to join Anand and Ashish who was trying to maintain a strong leash hold on him from entering the room.

Minutes ticked by and luckily Malika's screams dimmed but it was more agonizing just hearing nothing coming from the room.

"Where is she?! Where the heck is she?!"

I looked up and saw a woman rushing forward along with a man trailing behind her.

"Calm down...if you keep running like that you will fall over on your ridiculous shoes." The man yelled back.

I sighed.

I only met them once, perhaps twice, but it was obvious who they were.

Malika's parents.

I sighed and watched as Jaya trailed behind them and approached mama and papa.

"Malika!" Auntie started yelling.

"Can you calm down? Does yelling her name out will make her come out? She is probably already in labor." Uncle said.

Auntie seemed to ignore what uncle said and looked at Ishaan and immediately stepped up towards him.

If I remember correctly, Malika said her parents divorced when she was 10 years old after a long marriage of bitterness and annoyance between the two.

"I don't understand as to why two people who hate one another so much decided bringing a child in the mix would clear away everything." She said while laughing but there was evidence of pain and sadness in her voice.

I didn't really know much about her childhood or her growing up but from what she revealed and from seeing her parents in action, it was pretty obvious it wasn't pretty.

At all.

"Where is Malika? Where is my daughter? Why are you not with her? I warned you and told you...are you just as useless as him?" she said while looking at Malika's father.

Uncle's easy and relaxed expression disappeared and soon it became tensed.

"Useless? Useless? Whose useless? Someone who was working 24/7 and missed all her recitals and school presentations?" He said.

"Yes useless. Someone who didn't pay for those recitals or the outfits she used for those recitals shouldn't be talking. It's easier said than done to just show up but if you're not putting the money nor effort into it, you shouldn't be talking." Auntie said.

They were about to get into another heated argument until Malika's screams started up again and the nurse from earlier that pushed Ishaan out of the room came out.

"The husband, we need him back in here..." she quickly said.

Ishaan who was finally in a calm position with Kittu, Anand, and Ashish by his side was riled back up and this time the three of them let him run away and head towards the double doors of the delivery room where Malika screams of agony could be heard from.

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(Eleven hours later...)

Everyone was surrounded around Malika who just recently delivered a healthy baby boy that weighed 7 and pounds. It took an 30 minutes for the doctor and nurses to take out the placenta and gave us the green light for us to see Malika and the new baby that was going to become a part of our family.

It was late at night by the time Malika finally delivered and it was early morning, everyone was haggard and tired but as soon as news that Malika finally gave birth, everyone sprung up in action; energy and vigor restored.

Shaking myself from my thoughts for a moment, I looked up at Ishaan who was squeezing his wife's hand as he had a very protective linkage on the small bundle of joy that was in his right arm.

He was staring at his child with so much love and adoration that it made my heart swell seeing him respond towards something other than music with so much fascination and concentration.

I felt a tear slip past down my face and I quickly wiped it away, but another one joined it.

My heart was swelling and beating fast in pride and happiness at my little brother in becoming a father and in a small glimmer of hope saw determination spark in his brown eyes, something that was different from before.

"Shraddha..."

I looked behind me and saw Kunal staring at me in concern.

I shook my head and just smiled in response and he calmed down.

I looked at mama, papa, auntie, and uncle congratulating one another for becoming grandparents while maa ji and papa ji was spending time outside of the room, taking care Mithra and Dhruv who were both busily passed out in maa and papa ji's arms from the long day.

I looked up to see Anand and Ashish moved and flanked on either side of Ishaan staring at their new nephew and they were both starting to tease Ishaan.

"Say goodbye to the peaceful nights." Anand said.

"Too bad you won't be able to go out and have fun with your friends. You are going to becoming like this one and be juggled with work, wife, and now a baby." Ashish joked.

"Hey...soon its going to be your turn soon." Anand said.

"Impossible...but I would love it." Ashish said.

"How so?" Anand said.

"Jaya saw how Kittu and Malika became and she refuses for her body to turn like that." Ashish murmured while flinching as if he recalled the conversation.

"It's good since she would annoy everyone around the house to death." Ishaan said.

I laughed at their conversation and zoned out when the doctor and two nurses that were flanked on either side of him.

"I'm sorry but we need to give time for the mother and the baby to recover so we will need everyone to leave." The doctor said

Everyone protested but the doctor insisted as Malika needed to rest along with the baby and the nurses had to make some quick check ups before they could release them later.

Everyone pouted, including Ishaan, who seemed immensely reluctant in handing over his son into the waiting nurse's hands.

I wanted to smile even more noticing how much of attachment he was having towards his child and my small worry and concern about these two smooth over knowing that they will find some way in making it on their own as parents.

Ishaan kissed Malika on the forehead and she squeezed his hand and gave him a smile. Ishaan reluctantly moved away from her, from the bed, and mama and papa guided him out the room, following auntie and uncle, Kittu, Jaya, Anand, and Ashish.

I was about to leave with Kunal until Malika called out to me.

"Didi...stay for a while..." She trailed.

"Mrs.Shergill, that wouldn't be wise. You have to rest." The doctor encouraged.

"I know...but I need to talk...I need to talk to her, please."Malika said.

I was confused and Kunal looked back at me in confusion and I shrugged.

The doctor sighed.

"Okay...you only have 15 minutes. You need to rest. Sana, come on we have to check the baby's vitals." The doctor said and the nurse who was carrying the baby and the other nurse that came along exited the room together.

"I will be waiting outside with the others...don't try to go to crazy, you just recovered s be careful." Kunal warned.

"That has been weeks ago." I said.

"But you were still showing after effects for the past week or so." Kunal lectured.

"Okay Dr. Shrivastav." I said right back but gave him a smile.

He smiled and shook his head but soon walked out of the room.

I turned back to Malika and she had a smile on her face.

"Why did you want me to sit with you so much...we barely see one another?" I said teasingly.

"I'm sorry didi, I couldn't visit when you were sick with pneumonia, you know because..." Malika started.

"I was teasing Malika, calm down. Don't stress yourself too much. You should be happy that you are finally welcoming another addition to the family. I must tell you that mama and papa are ecstatic...you weren't here when Kittu got pregnant, but it seemed as if they just brought the moon down from the sky. Now it seemed as if they contained the entire ocean in their hands." I said while smiling at her.

Malika smiled, quietly started laughing until her expression turned into a frown and I looked at her eyes and there was sadness in them along with confusion.

"What's wrong Malika?" I said in a serious voice.

I quickly grabbed the seat that Ishaan was sitting on and placed it closer to her bedside, sitting in it, while looking at Malika.

She sighed.

"It's probably nothing...maybe I'm making a build deal out of nothing...maybe it's nothing...maybe I should wait for a while now." She said and she nodded and settled back in the bed.

I grabbed Malika's hands and put them in mine.

"You are lying. It's a big deal or you would have asked Kittu to stay behind or even mama to. You asked me so you don't want anyone to know. What's wrong." I asked.

"That isn't true. I will tell you my problems didi. I just don't want to bother you..."

"And I told you from the day you married Ishaan that you can rely on me and bother me with your troubles. You can bother me and I will help you." I said gently cupping her face and was surprised to find a tear past her emerald eyes and there was pain and fear in them.

"Malika what's wrong?" I asked confused and soon worry was starting to edge onto the frontier.

"It's just..." she said and again tears slipped down.

"Are you in pain?" I asked getting scared and about to get the doctor but Malika held me back from getting up.

"It's not that...it's not that." She said while shaking her head vigorously.

"What is it? If it's serious I have to get a doctor it could be a complication from just giving birth..."

"I don't feel anything..." She murmured.

"Huh?" I looked at her confused.

"When...when I look at my baby...when I look at everyone feeling happy and excited about the baby. But when I look at Ishaan, he looked so happy, proud, and excited when I handed him our child...but when I stare at him...at my child...I don't feel anything." She said and she let another tear slipped down her face.

"What do you mean?" I said confused.

"I don't feel anything at all...nothing didi...nothing." She said shaking her head even more and more tears started slipping out.

I quickly gathered her in my arms and wrapped my arms around her and she began crying and I softly rubbed the back of her hospital gown.

I stayed like that for a few minutes until Malika calmed down and I drew us apart and wiped away her tears.

"Calm down Malika. Calm down, its okay. You are tired and you just finished giving birth." I said while trying to calm her down.

"But aren't mothers always ecstatic and happy once they get their child. Whenever Anand talks about Mithra's delivery he said how strongly that Kittu was smiling and not wanting to let go of her child." Malika said.

"And you see how now she tries to hand Mithra off to anyone within an arm's length near her. You are tired plus all the weird feelings you are probably feeling is due to your hormones. You just gave birth and everyone is different Malika. Don't compare yourself to everyone Malika. Plus when I had Dhruv...I wasn't happy as well. I was sad." I said feeling myself dip into a very unwelcoming past.

"At the time...I didn't have anyone around me. I didn't have mama or papa or my brothers at all. I only had a poor excuse of husband at the time..Bobby and even then it was filled with complaints of him not wanting to be a father. Malika give it time. It's not something that will form overnight...but you will feel something once you are around your son, you will love your son, you will. Soon all your son's concern will be centered on you and you will love your child so don't worry. Even if you don't who says that every mother knows what to do right away? That is why you have all of us to help you along the way." I said while smiling at her.

Malika starred at me and she broke out into a small smile but there was worry and fear behind her gaze.

"Don't worry Malika...we will be here for you." I said taking her hands into mine.

She shook her head.

"Don't tell anyone didi, please don't."She said.

"But Malika..." I said confused.

"Please." She said desperately.

I stared at her and nodded and she relaxed.

"Thank you so much Shraddha...thank you." She said and she gave a soft smile.

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